(Intro)
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Chip chip chip
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Oh, I got it
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(Metro Boomin once a month, nigga)
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(Verse)
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All my niggas some junkies, they keep that bread on the thought
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Donna Hoe is a monkey, she got her head on the dough
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Caught her fat out of London, I can't see nettin' but stars
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It don't fuck with my countries, I see my unsheathed raw
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Fell asleep at the gamblin' house with the heater right on me
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And I got me some stripes like I keep Adidas on me
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And I don't believe fate, all my soda gets spiked
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I shake the Codeine and Sprite cuz that's just the way o life
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(Hook)
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I'm a monster on these hoes, I'm a monster
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I can't be scared of none of these niggas, y'all some snitches
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I got some girls that claim they straight, but now they kissin'
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These bitches switchin', tryna get my dick a hickey
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I'm a monster on these hoes, I'm a monster
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I can't be scared of none of you niggas, y'll some snitches
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I got some girls that claim they straight but now they kissin'
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These bitches switchin, tryna get my dick a hickey
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And I say fuck all the rules, I'd rather fuck your baby momma
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And I say bring all your tools cuz I'm ready for that drama
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And I know I'm a yung gunner ain't worried bout karma
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And I'm just livin my life and I'm gon get me some money
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(Verse 2)
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And I'm a Freddie Kruger, I promote prostitution
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These niggas come out snoozin' cuz they ladies out here choosin'
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I know dark hoes back in style
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These hoes be smash up on yo niggas and be very proud (woooow)
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I don't be chasin' these hoes, I will be smashin' these bowls
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I'mma go pull up in these hoes, yung nigga told me not to ghost
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Choppin' like Kung Fu, used to give a fuck too
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Now I'm in the front of the crew
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Got bad bitches in the rear
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Me and Yung Metro chubbin by the ear
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The fresh new gear made a bitch disappear
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Some fresh batch of mollies make ya bitch go to work
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Some waitin' for the kush, pretty man put a skirt(?)
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All the fuckas thought when she came home from church
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Some real good head lookin' at it, god bless
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Chasin' that cheesy, none but the rest
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Free band game, nigga pull up, I don't flex
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Bitch got knocked up and she got wet
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I'm talkin' bout murkin' that pussy like bleah
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(Hook)
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I'm a monster on these hoes, I'm a monster
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I can't be scared of none of these niggas, y'all some snitches
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I got some girls that claim they straight, but now they kissin'
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These bitches switchin', tryna get my dick a hickey
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I'm a monster on these hoes, I'm a monster
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I can't be scared of none of you niggas, y'll some snitches
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I got some girls that claim they straight but now they kissin'
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These bitches switchin, tryna get my dick a hickey
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And I say fuck all the rules, I'd rather fuck your baby momma
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And I say bring all your tools cuz I'm ready for that drama
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And I know I'm a yung gunner ain't worried bout karma
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And I'm just livin my life and I'm gon get me some money
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(Bridge)
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I don't be chasin' these hoes, out there smashin' these hoes
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I don't be chasin' these hoes, out there smashin' these hoes
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I don't be chasin' these hoes, out there smashin' these hoes
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I don't be chasin' these hoes, out here smashin' these hoes
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I'm gone to pull up on these hoes, yung nigga told me not to ghost
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I don't be chasin' these hoes, out there smashin' these hoes
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I don't be chasin' these hoes, out there smashin' these hoes
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I don't be chasin' these hoes, out there smashin' these hoes
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I don't be chasin' these hoes, out here smashin' these hoes
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I'm gone to pull up on these hoes, yung nigga told me not to ghost
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I don't be chasin' these hoes, out there smashin' these hoes
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I don't be chasin' these hoes, out there smashin' these hoes
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I don't be chasin' these hoes, out there smashin' these hoes
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I don't be chasin' these hoes, out here smashin' these hoes
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I'm gone to pull up on these hoes, yung nigga told me not to ghost
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Monster
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